Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
like magnets
isaac newton
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.its good
like first name
its good
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
no like which do people call me
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i love it here
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.